Beyond The Charade
Your personality wants drama
your soul does not
Your personality believes illusion
your soul has wisdom not confusion.
For external power from which comes from fear
is something we consciously have to overcome
while we are here.
Fear is where jealousy, anger and greed
are made-
You have to become an authentic person
who sees beyond the charade.
Live your life from your soul
and don't get caught in the personality's game.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 14,2012
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Alignment With The Soul
We are beginning to see power as
the alignment of the personality with the soul
instead of the ability to manipulate and control with the personality's ego.
When your intentions come from your heart made of gold
you will not be operating out of the illusion, the drama, I'm told.
That is what Jesus did, he knew that they didn't know
so he could forgave them, for he saw their suffering of this world.
Written by Christina Sunrise on May 11,2012
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Evil Is Absence Of Light
Treat everyone like a spiritual being with varying degrees of light
some that are evil need to become more bright.
These spiritual beings are a little dim
they have to bring more consciousness to their awareness from within.
Their vibration is lower for us to learn
maybe not to take it personally, be able more to discern.
They have to align their personality with their soul
then they will look at it from a different point of view
if they want their soul to evolve and grow.
No worries for all will be enlightened in time
Evil is the absence of light they need more to shine.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 9,2012
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Stay The Same Or Change?
For most of human race we have laws,
for we are not consciously evolved.
Consciously evolved to where we all
do not live in fear,
We are not there for everyone,
we are not all sincere.
Now we all were born into this
planetary dream,
so until it’s changed,
more unless things will stay the same.
So do we stay the same or change?
The choice is ours, it is our game.
Written By Christina Sunrise on February 4,2012
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My Soul's Name
Going to the Akashic records up in then air
I found my Soul's book I did share.
No, not really is Zenoch my soul's name
I have to keep my real soul name a secret
it is sacred so I refrain.
My Soul's book has my hieroglyphic
for my soul also has a sound.
It is very harmonious to me I have found.
Now I will say my soul's name and go
back there once again
My soul gives me power to be my best friend.
Written by Christina Sunrise on November 11,2012
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Regrets.
Your soul does not forget
it carries with it all regrets.
When it dies it questions why
and has to come back to even the pie.
Better to say your "sorry now while you are alive
unless you talk through a medium after you die.
Even your addictions are carried to the other side
addictions cloud souls thinking in the sublime.
For all they have is pure thought—
no hiding is what the life of the spirit has got.
Things manifest fast and everything is known
you are pure energy, consciousness and you glow.
For your soul to really evolve and learn
to even out it's karma to better discern-
It has now to come back to Earth.
Your soul has to keep coming back
to Earth plane to be overcome addictions
and thoughts of lack.
Spirits over there hear our thoughts and give us messages
if we can only see—
they are here to give us encouragement
from a place of love to make us succeed.
They want us to love and not fear
fear keeps us stuck and can bite us in the rear.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 21,2012
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Emotionally Not Available
The person who is emotionally immature
will find someone with the same exact fear.
Fear of abandonment, fear of loss
they cling to each other at any cost.
Until the wounded child is healed at best
can their relationship pass the test.
For they mostly live in the ego state
where they are reacting and not living
with wisdom from the Sage.
Yes, the Sage within is connected to the source
it can be accessed in the moment when you
stay on course.
Helping you see a better choice
by listening to your wisdom filled self.
Written by Christina Sunrise on November 29,2012
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Light Workers Bring Light
Light workers bring the world more light.
They come to spread light among darkness
on a planet filled with fear and fright.
Most light workers are empaths, psychics
and sages, they feel all of the worlds negativity
before tragedy hits the newspapers pages.
They were asked on a mission that would
bring Earth plane more love—
Like Princess Diana, she was a light worker
who is now in heaven with the doves.
More I could name,
but I will not get into Earth's personality games.
Just remember the bum on the street—
he could be a light worker, he is more discreet.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 17,2012
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I Give My Power Away
I give my power away when I say I have problems to you,
especially when I don't recognize if they are really true.
I give my power away
that you can shove in my face on another day.
Acting like you have all the answers for me
when all you have is your reality.
Your reality of you feeling sorry for me
when you are just jealous and have insecurity.
So I brought myself down, so you could bring yourself up.
Then I let you sit there and dump.
Dump your anger and jealousy over on to me
without me realizing that it was never meant to be.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 2012
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No Guns
In a highly evolved society they do not have guns
They do not shoot animals for sport or fun.
They do not watch movies where killing is the story
they do not have movies that are even gory.
They have no pain body so they do not inflict pain-
they do not come from ego, fear, greed for financial gain.
Now our planet has a long way to go—
will we ever live in the Golden age which we are told?
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 19,2012
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Soul Families
Now there are soul families
that supposedly had the same soul egg
This is what I am told from a clairvoyant.
Soul families have a lot in common
even if they never met
It goes deeper than reality
it's something you can't beget.
Just like identical twins
that develop the same
traits—
we have lived past lives
together—not all of them great.
Not all soul mates are meant to
have your special relationship—
a lot of people think soul mates are hip—
Remember on this plane we are human—
so we learned the planetary dream—
I had a soul mate one time be really mean.
Now sorry to get personal - I did digress—
very different experience in my life I do confess.
So treat everyone kindly for you never know
know who you are talking to—
they could be more a friend then foe.
Written by Christina Sunrise on June 27,2012
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Lost Souls
Some souls that die too fast
attach to the last person that they saw last.
Like a fireman, paramedic or cop
they don't know they are dead
they are totally lost.
Talking to these people late at night
in their dreams can be a scary fright.
Usually the person dreaming already knows
who they are, souls don't get old.
Only a light worker who talks to her guides
can get the lost soul to the other side.
Usually through the loved one that had already died
is waiting to guide them through and say everything is alright.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 13,2012
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Forgiveness
Forgive someone means letting go
of baggage that gets in the way
it makes you see through clouded
glasses of a dingy grey.
Reliving sorrow of a past hurt
you keep the illusion alive
by digging in the dirt.
So cut the cord that binds you
to your foe
burn the cord and let it go.
Have them go away up in the air
see foe flying without a care.
So if you look at it from the stand
point of the soul—
you know you had to experience it
to learn and grow.
This by the way keeps your aura clean
your more conscious now
and can say what you mean.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 23,2012
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A Soulmate Is A Mirror
A soulmate is like a mirror
they reflect back to you-
all the issues you are working on
that much is true.
A clairvoyant once told me
how it all began-
How a soul family forms from what I understand.
From a soul egg it seperates in different parts
almost like your one soul that has different charts.
Somehow souls blend and do the same things
usuall simularities is in their genes.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 15,2012
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We Are One Soul
Wouldn't you know we are all one soul,
The Soul of God broken into many,
condensed together by themselves
to make a Suzy or a Lenny.
Networked together with the matrix of webs,
thoughts go out like and meet like the internet.
Some say we a telepathically connected to 1,000 or more
you might think of someone and then see them at the store.
Written by Christina Sunrise on June 27,2012
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Reserected
Sometimes you have to go far down
down, down to the ground
because you are not listening
to the sound.
The sound of your soul's quiet voice
it tells you, you have a choice
but your programs get in the way
Don't worry your soul will win out soon someday.
Written by Christina Sunrise on November 14,2012
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To A Pupil
IS reform needed? Is it through you?
The greater the reform needed, the greater the personality you need
to accomplish it.
You! do you not see how it would serve to have eyes, blood,
complexion, clean and sweet?
Do you not see how it would serve to have such a Body and Soul, that
when you enter the crowd, an atmosphere of desire and command
enters with you, and every one is impress'd with your
personality?
O the magnet! the flesh over and over!
Go, dear friend! if need be, give up all else, and commence to-day to
inure yourself to pluck, reality, self-esteem, definiteness,
elevatedness;
Rest not, till you rivet and publish yourself of your own
personality.
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She Stole Me
She stole me, my identity
My personality
What I live for, What I breath for,
What I'd fight for, what I'd die for.
You told them it was your idea
You lied to them about your taste
The way you dressed
The way you wore your hair
The way you did your make-up
She stole my, my identity
My personality
What I live for, What I breath for
What I'd fight for, what I'd die for
I met a guy, who knew her from school
We dated for a while
He mentioned you a lot
It seemed he asked you first and you rejected him
he hurt me; he caused me pain; because of you
She stole my, my identity
My personality
What I live for, What I breath for
What I'd fight for, what I'd die for
All i know, is that i am me
You are you
You can never be me
I can never be consumed by you
It won't work, even though....
She stole my, my identity
My personality
What I live for, What I breath for
What I'd fight for, what I'd die for
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Anger Causes Storms Inside
Anger is more than an emotion
it is a force-
Just like the wind
it can blow you off course.
It can start to stir within
attacking your vital organs is where it begins.
So become consciously more aware
of how you think, feel and do share.
Stay positive in this realm
it affects all others just as well.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 13,2012
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Brothers Cry
How many times do we have to play this game?
Why do your excuses always sound so lame?
You try so hard to impress the men in black,
When will you give me a crack?
Where are you now?
Lost again,
Living a lie, oh why?
Anger and fear?
Time to change gear!
Love, you say, is the answer, faith in a Higher power,
But what is it that you love? Earthly power?
You live for the approval of the many,
Where will they be when you breathe your last?
I will be there, you can hang on to my mast,
You are so close to faith, one more leap,
But instead you make me weep,
In the end our soul will mend,
Only when you bend,
Where are you now?
Lost again,
Living a lie, oh why?
Anger and fear?
Time to change gear!
Brother you need cry no more,
But you must lie no more,
Yes, it is you I adore,
But who needs who more?
When all is done and dead,
Where will you head?
I know the way,
Please don't delay,
Where are you now?
Lost again,
Living a lie, oh why?
Anger and fear?
Time to change gear!
Place your head on my breast,
It is time for peace and rest,
I will forgive,
When you choose to live.
April 2012
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I think in the end, when you're famous, people like to narrow you down to a few personality traits. I think I've just become this ambitious, say-whatever's-on-her-mind, intimidating person. And that's part of my personality, but it's certainly not anywhere near the whole thing.
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